I first started noticing it was happening when I moved into my new place last October. Moving into my own place played a major part in calming the fxck down after a traumatic twist in life events last April. Root chakra shit.

One of my all-time fave flicks is that film with Robyn Williams (bless his soul) What Dreams May Come. It's about a man who travels to the bowels of hell to save his wife who committed suicide while battling depression.

I woke up at 4:30am Sunday morning to pee and noticed my phone going off like crazy. I shouldn't have (I really need to turn my phone off at night), but I leaned over and with one eye open read a slew of messages coming in realtime by some...